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Fighting the urge to run into his embrace, Priscilla continued to stare out of theThe s ar around her waist, the feel of his arousal pressed against her buttocks

God, her throat grew tight

The light padding of steps towards her made her heart beat so fast she could barely catch her breath Soon … soon she would feel his hot lips against her neck

With her mind lost in a heady cloud of desire, she closed her eyes and inhaled Matthew’s unique scent always found a way to seep into her skin, to awaken every fibre of her being, to—

Her eyes flew open

The smell of stale tobacco, a rank whiff of liquor, the fusty scent of days-old sweat clawed at her nostrils and bombarded her senses

Panic flared

She clutched her hands to her chest to stop her body shaking Aht a fleeting glilass His round face and swollen cheeks re food for winter While Mattheas muscular yet lean, this man’s rotund physique filled her frame of vision

Every second spent thinking brought him closer

Had he honest intentions in ain her attention, introduced hi her There was little point knocking theThe guests were engaged in their usual antics, and would never hear the rapping above their grunts and groans

With no other choice left open, Priscilla swung around

It took a entle the confidence of a duchess “What on earth are you doing in ive you permission to enter his room?”

One after another, the questions tu settled her nerves

“There is no need to be coy, ave me your note” Mullworth stepped closer “You said to coh the master suite to avoid detection”

Heaven help her What was she to do?